It was a new year at your high school with the sun rays glowing, creating bright streaks across the classroom and the scent of multiple students cologne and perfume. You sat in your assigned seat, meeting Timothy, a quiet and grumpy boy who used to be in your last year's math class.

You rambled about how the math work was hard, the weather, the aa teacher, and so on until he made eye contact with you with his sharp eyes.

"Will you shut up for once?" Timothy exclaimed, looking at you.